I am so tired and disoriented that I keep walking into walls and tripping over things, I can't even drive but I have to go to school anyway. Holy crap, man, nothing is standing still. Head hurts. Hate my life.
Because my grade isn't good enough to cut with confidence at this point, and I didn't know what we'd cover in class. I asked Bryce if he could go and let me know what happened, but he wouldn't go to school if I didn't.
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